raffles. and ching choon!
August 26, 2006 | 11:44 AM
曲：チェックのマフラー – 嵐
the hotel. full, chock-full of memories, really. i think its the place that really changed me from sec four velda to who i was when i first stepped into nyp as a media student.
remember when i first entered empire, audrey, hasan, serene.. i remember sharon and mark on their off day, kent, rain.. i remember how nice chef christopher was to me. remember peter, every silly thing i did when it came to him.
laughs. as time went on, meeting new people - jeremy, kok aun, siok hui, ruying, linli, jacq, zhihao, fiona, berry... remember our yum cha sessions, karaoke sessions, laughing at customers, working our asses off every lunch operation. remember the tempers thrown, the shouting matches, the tears. i remembered being part of a family.
i think many stories were created in empire and in the hotel. and i enjoyed being part of it. i remember audrey calling me to her office and allowing me to cry in front of her like a baby, and giving me advice.
and like i said, chef calvin is possibly one of the dearest friends ive made in my time at the hotel. i remember when i first met him; melissa and i returned to the hotel to show off our o level results *cough cough* and calvin took one look at my result slip and wrapped it in clear wrap because he said it might get wet.
he isnt a simple character to understand, calvin. tts why it's rewarding, in a way, when you find out that he trusts you enough to tell you stuff. and he is a great telephonist. i admit, im not, because i totally have no idea what to say over a phone unless you prompt me. and i get really uneasy if there is a prolonged silence of 2 seconds and above. calvin can carry on a conversation for ages man. so he caused me my sleep last night. but im glad he found me to talk to him.
ill miss him like crazy when he leaves. really. we sort of belong to a funny categorization of friends, i think. the age gap says something alr. hahas. we dont hang out often, and when it comes to troubles we definitely dun look to each other for comfort, but somehow, we are fond of each other. (haha, sound very agatha christie-y) hes going to do really well in the future. and one day, ill be brimming with pride telling everyone that i know him.
velda.
